Booking Through Thursday

I was talking to a co-worker the other day about a book I’d read recently, and realized how very, very few people I can do that with. In my daily life, it seems like almost no-one reads anything more than a newspaper or a fashion magazine. I only have one person I can truly chat about books with … and yet, being a Capital-R-Reader, I simply can’t imagine going through life without a book constantly at hand, or shelves of them proudly displayed downstairs. I’m proud of being a person who not only reads, but who reads a lot–not just in volume but in variety. I like having an inquiring mind. I like exploring new ideas. I love following an intricately plotted story (the more layers the better). I love BEING a reader and simply can’t imagine what it’s like to go through life without being one.

Am I the only one who feels this way? That wonders at how other people can simply NOT do something that should be so essential? Who feels almost sad that so many people seem content to go through their lives without stretching their mental wings at all?

Can you imagine NOT being a Reader? How does it shape your life? Your perception of it?

How does being a Reader affect your relationship with all those folks who are looking at it from the other side and simply can’t understand how you can sit and READ all the time?

Yep, it’s a long-winded, philosophical springboard to a ephemeral conversation … go, see what you can make of it!

Being a reader is a part of who I am. I also tend to think of being a reader together with enjoying certain genres: fantasy and science fiction. I enjoy SF and fantasy in TV series and movies (and comics), too, but I can’t imagine enjoying them “just” on screen. So, I can’t really imagine not being a reader.

I have a few people in real life with whom I can talk about books but they haven’t read all the same books as I do. In fact, I’m more likely to be able to talk about Star Trek TV shows or Star Wars movies with them.

I’d like to say that being a reader has made me more compassionate towards other people, knowing that they all have their own stories, but that’s not true. If anything, I’m probably more absentminded because I’m thinking of how a series or a book will continue. :) The only people who have ever wondered (out loud anyway) how I can read all the time, were bullies at school. Luckily, my parents encourage reading (and education) and my brothers read, too.

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